A/N hey hey, back so soon? These should come out quick I suppose, I don't plan on them being long. Irshbeth reviewed, thanks! Hey, if you guys want you can try and guess the songs. They aren't going to be from the chorus just lyrics that I like. I'll give you the answer next chapter… last chapters songs…1. Candy Man-Christina Aguilera 2. She Will Be Loved-Maroon 5 3. Viva La Vida-Coldplay 4. Live your Life-T.I ft Rihanna 5. This ain't a Scene its an Arms Race-Fall Out Boy 6. Glamorous-Fergie 7. I wanna love-Akon read on my prettys
If what they say is "Nothing is forever"
"Nice match last week Barbie," Eric said using my nickname, I dyed my hair last year, but I've been Barbie for too long to get him to not call me it,
"Thanks Ken, you weren't so bad yourself," Ken, he was my Ken… well not really, its just what we call each other, "Damn, MEM has gone way over board. Kurt's fighting with Sting its that bad,"
"Its pathetic that's what it is," EY rolled his eyes. I slumped down in my seat, Saturday night sitting on my couch with Eric Young, waiting for the rest of the guys to bring back some pizza and then we could start the movie we were going to watch,
"I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry," I sighed, "Seriously? Again?! You guys know every line!"
"Well, it's a good movie, besides your out numbered by guys and we aren't watching some girly chick flick," I stuck my tongue out and there was a knock on the door. I jumped out of my seat and flew to it. In walked the rest of the Frontline, minus The Machine Guns, with 4 family sized pizza's.
What if I wanted to break, Laugh it all off in your face
"James," I called quietly trying not to draw to much attention to myself. Back in the Impact Zone, ready for more surprises,
"Hey Mollie," the Tennessee Cowboy said walking towards me,
"Can I ask you something?"
"Yeah of course,"
"Why do you hang with Robert Roode and Jacqueline?"
"They're my friends Moll,"
"You can have better friends,"
"Mollie, I don't go around judging the people you hang out with," he said patting my shoulder gently,
"Yeah, but James…" I said pouting,
"You should go before 3D find you talkin to me, that could be nasty," I gave him a quick hug before walking around. Somehow feeling safer this week.
Why most the children play in the street?
"The winner of this match Madison Rayne!" I rolled my eyes at the backstabbing bitch. Jumping into the ring I checked on Brittany, Madison exited the ring smirking,
"Britt, you okay?" I asked her helping her to her feet,
"Yeah, might have a bruise or two but I'll be fine," we exited the ring and I supported her up the ramp. When we were out of view from the crown Eric was there to grab her,
"I hate that bitch," I mumbled,
"Don't we all?" Brittany agreed,
"My mumbling sucks yeah?"
"Uh, yeah," she laughed at me. We walked back into our locker room to laughing and good old chats,
"Wish I could shut my playboy mouth, oh oh oh-oh, How'd I turn my shirt inside out? Inside outright,"
"Is Alex drunk?" I asked giggling,
"Control your poison babe, roses have thorns they say, And we're all getting hosed tonight, oh oh oh-oh,"
"OH YEAH!" Alex Shelley was trying to dance like Lady Gaga does in the video clip, "He's drunk on the job. If dad, catches him…" at that very moment my father Jeff Jarrett knocked on the door,
"Mollie! Traci wants to speak with you," he yelled trying to open the door,
"Guys! Hide him!" I scream whispered, I don't know what they did with him but dad was clueless. I opened the door gave him a hug and followed him to Traci's office.
Should've known better when you came around
"The Knockouts division is lacking,"
"No duh! What do you want me to do about it?"
"At Destination X, I was thinking of having another Makeover Battle Royal,"
"Oh yeah. Coz the fans totally loved seeing Roxxi getting her head shaved," I said sarcastically,
"Well, if we do go through with it, we won't be doing that again,"
"Good. So why did you want to tell me?"
"Well, I was hoping you would be in it,"
"Aren't all the knockouts gonna be in it?"
"Well no. We are going to have The Beautiful people, Roxxi, Christy Hemme, ODB, Jacqueline, Rhaka Khan, Taylor Wilde, yourself and two others,"
"That leaves… Madison Rayne, Sojourner Bolt, Britt, you and SoCal Val, oh and the Governer,"
"Two people Mollie, two people,""Well if your asking for my opinion, Val, no chance in hell. Sojourner can kiss my ass, Rayne's a bitch so count her out. You and Britt,"
"I'm not going to be in it,"
"Well, Britt and Madison then,"
"I'll take that into consideration. I have to ask the other knockouts,"
"Yeah alright then, I'll leave and you can talk to the others…"
But your eyes are in a straight stare
"He's still drunk," Britt noticed,
"More so than before," I sighed,
"Why don't you go talk to him?" she asked,
"Drunk isn't good,"
"Ah, yeah… it happened in September, its now March… you ever going to let it go?"
"No," I said bluntly, she rolled her eyes, stood up and walked over to Eric, her boyfriend. I leant back in my seat and relaxed. We went out after Impact, Alex is still drunk, Chris is trying to pick up girls and the rest of the gang are dancing. I on the other hand was planning on doing absolutely nothing tonight, but I got dragged out. I wanted to tell Britt about Destination X, but I'd rather not in case she isn't chosen. She'll be pissed at me, I know she will. But she'd do the same thing,
"Total Non-stop Alex!" Alex yelled to the whole building,
"GET A LIFE!" I yelled back, he spotted me and smirked. Then he began walking over to me, oh god, I thought to myself,
"You want to tell me something?" he asked groggily,
"I told you to get a life,"
"Why?"
"Coz you need one,"
"I had one,"
"Where'd it go?"
"I don't know," he sighed, "Where did you go?"
"M-me?" I choked on my drink,
"Yeah. You were my life. Then you left," he sat next to me, suddenly becoming sober,
"You caused it," I was afraid to look him in the eyes,
"How?"
"You don't remember?" I looked at him and he shook his head, "Well I am not reliving it and telling you," I stood up and stormed out of the bar.
And don't go around breaking young girls hearts
"Dad!" I said running up to our house,
"Mollie!" he said embracing him in a hug,
"You. Need. To. Stop. Screwing. With. Angle," I told him,
"You. Need. To. Stop. Worrying," he laughed at me,
"I can't you're my dad!"
"Mollie Kendal, you are my daughter and I love you. But Kurt Angle has to learn,"
"Suspend him or something! You don't need to make it physical,"
"Sometimes it's the only way," I rolled my eyes. Jeff Jarrett, my father, the person in my life I care most about, can be a serious idiot sometimes.
